The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1887-04-20

answer. As ne spoke we gradually re-
lapsed into silence. IN simple bat elo-
quent words ne drew picture of The sensi-
tive, studious foreigner who had sought
seclusion in order to carefully watch over
his unfortunate wife. He showed us
how reasonable it was to suppose
that the poor woman is one of her demented
psroxysms wandered oat of the house and
had stabbed herself to the heaTt, giving
despairiDg agoniZed cry as she realized
what she had done. What had been the
attitude of the jury toward the grief
stricken husband whose life was at stake?
Only the worst had been believed OF him.
No explanation that would have been
urged in behalf of one of our neigh0ors
and friends had been suggested in his
favor.
One by one we yielded to the magnetic
Juror, and wondered in shame-faced way
at our willingness short time before TO
believe in the defendants guilt.
1t was midnight when we reached q YER
dict of not guilty. Fortunately, as it was
the last night of the term, the court had
remained in session hearing motions, and
was ready to receive our verdict.
Just as we started to file out of the Jury
room, old John Jenkins seized me by the
arm and whispered:
"Thar's thirteen jurors herel''
Nonsense replied.
But it's the truth. Twelve of us came
in and were locked up, and now thar's thir-
teen."
'Hushr' 1 said. Twas nettled at the old
FOOLS talk, and wanted to get through with
the business.
The verdict surprised the Judge and the
bar, but Steinway seemed to have antici-
pated It. He shook hands all around, and
l could not help noticing his sinister
! smile and wicked eyes.
| I'VE have made great mistake, y / NUT
tered to myself, and look at the other
| jurors showed that they were of the same
way Of thinking.
AS the discharged Jurors went to the
rear of the courthouse for their horses
for We were all impatient to get home,
| John jenkins came to me again.
| You shut me up so, and got so both
cred that we didn't report that thirteenth
| juror"
"Only twelve went into the courtroom, ii
i snapped.
"That's 50, but thar were thirteen in the
| jury-room."
''Tll settle this" said. Here are the
twelve here. Well see what they know
about it"
1 told them of jenkins discovery, and
all laughed heartily.
who made that good talk for Stein
way?" asked Jenkins. who led off in
the DuslnessE DID your" and ne touched
one of the party.
A negative reply was given, and one
after another we all stated that we had nc
hand or part in the work of defending
Steinway in the jury-room. We had beer
converted by the juror in the shadow"
Then, that man who is not here amoue
the twelve" said old jenkins, twas th'
thirteenth JUROR"
We looked at each other utterly dunn
founded.
"By Georgep shouted rough farmer
'old man Jenkins is right. The man tina
did the talking in the jury-room ain
hereIh
An awed silence followed 1t was not
pleasant mystery to think of at midnight
How could it be explained?
1t never was explained. We all knew
that some deviltry was at work among u
that night, bat we never got at the bottom
of it. Steinway's disappearance lmmedi
ately after the trial did not make the mat
ter any palmer to Us, but we were glad Il
get rid OF him.